Welcome to The Drowning Argonian! : The Elder Scrolls Series Discussion

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:21 pm

In a dank alleyway in Solitude, there lies a tavern where all men and mer come and drink together, share stories, order some drinks, and have a good time.

As you enter, the bard sings "The Dragonborn Comes", the chat is lively, and many men, elves and others talk in various fashions, different weapons and armors, from the likes of places few had ever seen.

Hey there, welcome to The Drowning Argonian, what can I do you for? Please have a good time, take a seat, have a drink, share some stories will your fellows. You need some mead, I just got a brand case of Briar Mead this morning.

I'm Flows-Like-Water, and here, the mead just does that. You can figure out why it's called The Drowning Argonian yourself.

Where the wenches at? I need a drank! I just came back from Upper Steepfall Burrow and was almost slaughtered by a pair of Trolls! But luckily, they tripped over themselves, and fell to their deaths.

Bartender! Give me your finest Nord Mead. And a tankard of water for my Flame Atronach. And please... NO ice.

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:38 am

Right. That'll be one black briar reserve. This one is on the house. Next one is 5 septims.

5 gold for a pint of mead?! What do you think I am, Dragonborn, or something??

*pulls a Black Briar mead out of the backpack*

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:18 pm

A tall, feminine silhouette forms in the doorway. A subtle red glow emanates from where her eyes would be in the shadows.
She moves forward just enough to reveal golden skin and dark, carefully applied, markings over her left eye. She looks around with a calculated, stern glare, then stalks to the bar. Feathers from her headpiece ruffle about as she takes a seat, then calm as she relaxes, and sighs. She un-furrows her brow, leans forward a bit, and with a quick movement, sets a large bag of coins on the bar.

"One of the strongest brew you've got. None of that watered-down, sahlo, disgusting mead they pour in Windhelm."

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:29 am

(Walks in)
Beogorah!
(Walks out)

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:21 pm

Because of this thread....im going to make an Argonian right now.

*Scurries off quickly*

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:28 pm

Barkeep got any flin?

A passing guard notices the scimitar at my side and stands nearby completely dumbstruck

"A curved sword. Curved. Sword. Seriously?"

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 6:03 am

"Ah there you are, I want to report Illegal activity, someone stole my sweetroll!"

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:55 pm

Not so much a fourm game as much as a fourm Roleplay, which has always been allowed in the past.
Been said before and said again.. So much butthurt on the fourms when all we are doing is simpy engaging the comunity. *sigh*

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 6:39 am

A fairly good looking Khajiit wearing nothing but loincloth comes stumbling into the bar; He asks in a gruffled voice " Wh-Where's the skooma?" He is obviously drunk. "I need my fix" he adds quickly. "Bartender get me a bottle of your finest aaaaaaale!" And then he barfed all over the floor passing out.

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:37 am

*throws cave bear belt over naked Khajiit and vomit on floor

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:04 pm

The young redguard woman looks over to the bosmer. "Long day for you too, I take it?" She looks through her coinpurse pulling out enough coin for what would typically get three drinks for the two of them. "Care to share your sorrows with a bit of mead?"

The Bosmer looks at the Redguard women and smiles. "Yeah I'll have some Mead, I've almost forgotten what a good drink tastes like, afterall I've been traveling for three days with no sleep but today has been the worst, first I get attacked by bandits, then I come across some High Elf who starts talking crap to me, fortunatly I put an arrow between his eyes before he can pull his blade out, then to long after I get ambushed by a Khajiit who then tries to mug me, I made short work of him, and just outside this very tavern some kid says I don't look tough!" Bosmer sighs and calms down. "So what's your day been like?"

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:04 pm

The Bartender is back at the counter!

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:49 pm

The Bartender is back at the counter!

Have you heard of any new rumours lately?

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:50 pm

Have you heard of any new rumours lately?

Aye. These random milkdrinkers come in and suggest things about opening the border to morrowind soon. Prepostourous I say. They've obviously never had a real drink.

The Jarl also put a bounty on trolls, here's the details.

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 12:11 pm

I used to be an adventurer like you, but then my save file reached 6 mb.

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:06 pm

I used to be an adventurer like you, but then my save file reached 6 mb.

Everyone uses universal memory...then sony doesn't. That's what happens.

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:28 am

A large dunmer in Glass armor walks in sees a Sam Guenvere and promptly walks out saying , "I'm not getting married too another [censored] hagraven!"

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 6:01 pm

Hey, he's my biggest source of income!

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:29 am

As the Khajiit wakes up he shakes his head "Huh, where am I?" "Bartender, do you happen to know what happened here to me?" "Now I need to cut the vomit out of my fur....Damn it all...."

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 6:05 am

Eventually, there was so many adventurers in the room, that it violated building code... If there was one...

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 7:19 pm

Ba'riiq hands the now sober near naked Khajiit a "Puke-out" TM

"Here this should work... just don't drink it or you'll find out the other reason for it's name..."

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 6:37 pm

The Bosmer Ranger and the Redguard women talk as they wait patiently for their drinks. . .

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:55 am

I've got a little...Balmora Blue...just don't tell anyone. 5000 gold.

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:21 pm

and in walks sir percival trollsalot, all round ne'er do well and arrogant high elf bastard.

» Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:27 pm

"You know, I heard that there is this "dragonborn" guy, who can shout really loudly or something, and send people flying. I'm not dragonborn, nor have I studied with the graybeards, but I'll give it a try..."

"FUS RO DAH!"

nothing happens.

"FUS RO DAH!"

still nothing

"FUS RO DAH!"

while shouting he knocks over a now empty bottle of ale that was carefully balanced on the edge of the bar, it falls off and hit's the formerly drunk Khajiit as they get up.

"Ah! it worked!"